I’ve known Jayce since our school years, some 15+ now. Years ago she lost her second child to SIDS, a beautiful daughter named Arianna. I’ve thought about that sweet baby ever since. When I lost Sloan, I suddenly stood in Jayce’s shoes. I felt a connection to her grief and longing that I’d previously not been privy to. This was a sisterhood neither of us had fathomed or wanted, but years apart, we joined it. I opened this beautiful gift from Jayce today, the eve of the anniversary of Sloan’s death. She’d sent it same day, after speaking to me this morning. It brought tears to my eyes. Loss mamas have such a tether to one another, we need to know the other is heard, comforted, and supported. She did just that for me today.